Letras:
Forest Stream

A melody. So charming beautiful and short Picks wind to bind and sound so lonely In the lowering sky among the clouds The sky ships never knowing rest

've failed to behold I was enblinded others were betongued Beheaded left handless... Sometimes I miss mirage - last thing I saw The gray sullen sky and the golden forest

Come and take me away Procession waits for ceremony White hearse among the trees And endless line of black hoods Nothing will break the solemnity First

bewitched And now on my bended knees I am praying "For Thine is the Kingdom"... ...I know they've died and turned into the Black Swans To dance on the forest

Running through the forest Dive into the lake Bare feet on beaches white Standing in the canyon Painted hills around The wind against my skin Every ocean Every sea Every river Every stream

he got crazy once and that he tried to touch the sun, and he lost a friend, but kept the memory. Now he walks in quiet solitude, the forest and the stream

Guthrie) [Chorus:] This land is your land, this land is my land From California, to the New York Island From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters

afternoon And we'll lay down our heads just like we were sleeping And be towed by the drag of the moon We ran through the forest We ran through the streams

fell asleep down by the stream And there I had the strangest dream And down by Brennan's Glenn there grows A briar and a rose There's a tree in the forest